"Luci"
Aug 24, 2010 20:26:28 GMT -8
Post by kage on Aug 24, 2010 20:26:28 GMT -8
Profile Information
Name: Luciérnaga Del Costillas Fuego "Luci"
Gender: Female
Age: 2,438
Faction: Pseudo-Arrancar
Rank: Primera Fraccion
Reiatsu Color: Red
Reiatsu Aura: The feeling that you are losing everyone and everything close to you.
Appearance: The hole signifying she is Hollow, is located directly in the center of her abdomen. See Resurreccion for appearance.
Personality: Luci is a very obstinate girl to most, but is obscenely obedient to Ulquioza. She is willing to do anything for him, and puts her life on the line often to save his life; which often will make humorous or jocular situations arrive. Despite her blatant obedience, she will argue with him quite often. She dearly loves the attention of males, and is easily flustered.
History:
Name: Luciérnaga Del Costillas Fuego "Luci"
Gender: Female
Age: 2,438
Faction: Pseudo-Arrancar
Rank: Primera Fraccion
Reiatsu Color: Red
Reiatsu Aura: The feeling that you are losing everyone and everything close to you.
Appearance: The hole signifying she is Hollow, is located directly in the center of her abdomen. See Resurreccion for appearance.
Personality: Luci is a very obstinate girl to most, but is obscenely obedient to Ulquioza. She is willing to do anything for him, and puts her life on the line often to save his life; which often will make humorous or jocular situations arrive. Despite her blatant obedience, she will argue with him quite often. She dearly loves the attention of males, and is easily flustered.
History:
Known by "Ria Kumo", as a human, with her naturally white hair, she would always get made fun of for her hair and name, being called "Cloud Head" constantly by the other children. The constant mockery allowed her to grow up isolated, and mentally unstable. She lived a hectic home life, with a father that never appreciated her, or even looked her way. He hated her. And she would do anything to get his attention. It was because she looked like mommy. And mommy died upon giving birth to Ria. Her outside life, though, was full of pure mockery. These trends continued until she was 17. She never said anything, or stood up for herself; that was, until one day she was approached by the same children she had known most of her life. Something inside of her just snapped, and she grabbed a stone from the ground, and slammed it against the boy's head. The blood squirted all over the room; all over her face. Everyone stopped and stared. Rai simply fled, back to home, where no one loved her. When she got home, there stood her father, in the middle of their small hut. "I heard about what happened," he said. "You killed that boy." She broke down into tears; nodding, crying, sobbing, whimpering, but instead of ignoring her, he cradled her; brought her into his warmth. She was confused, but she was finally accepted. Right there, in the middle of that room, her father forced her to lay on the ground, and then started tearing her clothes off. She didn't know what to do. She finally had that attention; but not how she imagined. She continued to cry. When all of her shame arose, her father started to strangle her. She had not the force to break free from his burly arm's grasp, and as he strangled her, he always had his way with her. These were the last few moments of her life, before all slipped away, and she died that very night.
Nothing. That was what she... what what she? An it? It would be too graceful. Monster is better. That was what this monster remembered. Nothing. This monster was naught but a black being, similar to the traditional Yettie looks, just completely smoothed out; minus the fur, a giant mask with a horn on it, and bloody red eyes. This monster roared. This monster hungered. This monster hunted. For what? Children and men. It hungered for human. Human by human was consumed; man by father by boy by girl, all consumed for the pure purpose of hunger. A selfish desire overwhelming the very structure of whatever it was. Did it really matter, though? It kept consuming. But was that enough? No. It would start to go around eating anything in sight, but as a bonus, it wouldn't just steal the other Hollow's meals, it would steal the Hollow's lives; by tearing them apart, and eating them alive. Yum. Hollow. Though, one fateful day, this little monster was chasing another monster, and ended up sinking into an abysmal pit. This pit led to the sandy hell of Las Noches. Ignorantly would this Hollow go around eating more and more Hollow, only for the sake of... Living? It was not before long that this little monster would evolve, per se. The very evolutionary boundaries would quake, and it would become a towering mass of death. A Gillian. This Gillian did the same thing. It hunted and preyed on the weak, the small, and as a thoughtless killing machine, it would not often find itself thinking through actions. And accordingly, one day, it met a cougar like creation, and simply attacked it. This cougar, known only as an Adjuchas, was simply outdone by this Gillian's spiritual prowess, and over-usage of Ceros. The Gillian claimed its meal, and ate the cougar Adjuchas. Yum. Adjuchas.
As time spiraled down holes, a little cougar was consumed. With this cougar came the upgrade of a life time, or a few. Who knew? She transcended her previous states, though. She had become an Adjuchas herself. She was now a vixen with light purple flames that covered her body, and a single horn erected from her forehead. It was a battle, now. Her hunger was impossible to fill. She ate, and ate, and continued to eat Hollow, Gillian, and even the occasional Adjuchas, but it wasn't ever enough. She was too strong for the rest of the pack. She always ended up eating the rest of the Adjuchas she had joined with. Lonely, she continued to eat. Until one day an Adjuchas had stolen her meal. A deal perhaps she could strike with this Adjuchas? A deal to eat him, that is. But when she saw him, she was overwhelmed. He looked just like her, almost. And her was blatantly stronger than her. They started to work together. This Adjuchas was like a... "Friend". Perhaps the loneliness was over?
They worked together daily, eating everything, until he moved on to become a Vasto Lorde. Nearly a year later, she did as well. A Vasto Lorde. She promised to always come back to him, always and forever. She would be his. It took almost a hundred years before she found him again. How she knew? She had no idea. But she did. And they continued, to trek together. And finally, they evolved together. But it seemed as though she had failed proper Shinigamification, and retained traits from her Vasto Lorde days. Her powers were only rivaled by his. Soon an occult would start, a new power all together, and she would join; by his side, to be his tool. He always called her "Luciérnaga" or "Firefly", and she quickly grew attached to it.
They worked together daily, eating everything, until he moved on to become a Vasto Lorde. Nearly a year later, she did as well. A Vasto Lorde. She promised to always come back to him, always and forever. She would be his. It took almost a hundred years before she found him again. How she knew? She had no idea. But she did. And they continued, to trek together. And finally, they evolved together. But it seemed as though she had failed proper Shinigamification, and retained traits from her Vasto Lorde days. Her powers were only rivaled by his. Soon an occult would start, a new power all together, and she would join; by his side, to be his tool. He always called her "Luciérnaga" or "Firefly", and she quickly grew attached to it.
